[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

When he came out of the special high school, every step of Yan Lv was like walking on the clouds, and he would fall to the ground to die at some point.

Wang Yiqiu died...just like Yan Qingyin, she lost everything suddenly.Then why did she die, ah, for her useless, ridiculous sister.

Get in the car, drive all the way to the prison at No. 76, retreat left and right, Yan Lu carries the briefcase and goes down to the rotten prison that smells of damp.

Unlike...not at all, Wang Yiqiu will not sit there like a dead person and feel sorry for herself, she is like a flame, burning all her life, even if she dies, she will leave with a smile.

He still remembers the gleam in her eyes when she smiled and said that she blew up the Japanese defense soldiers, the wickedness in her eyes when she teased him countless times, how she swallowed the White Bird Group step by step, how she Starting from scratch, step by step into the power center of Shanghai.

His eyebrows are handsome and his eyes are sculpted, his vision is flying, and the essence of literary talent makes him forget the vulgarity when he sees it.

She will always only leave him a back view. Whenever he thinks it is impossible to reach, she turns around with a smile, pulls him up, stands at the same height as her, and explains to him the traps in this chaotic world bit by bit.

They have the same surname and similar appearance, but their souls are worlds apart.

After several months by Wang Manchun's side, Yan Lu knew how vicious this woman was. She was a real executioner, and she was stained with the blood of many compatriots.

But why, it was Wang Yiqiu who died in the end.

Walking up to Wang Manchun step by step, Yan Lu condescendingly looked at the embarrassment of the flamboyant woman in the past. He didn't know what kind of mentality he had, but suppressed the sadness in his heart, and said word by word: "She is dead...Wang Yiqiu, your Sister, she died for you."

He knew that she didn't have to die. If the woman in front of him was not stubborn, she wouldn't have to risk herself to save her.

Everything was caused by the woman in front of him. If he could, he would have broken her neck right now.

But is that really the case?

Perhaps, he was also responsible, as early as his mistake caused Wang Fuqu's death, as early as he decided to join forces with Minglou.She met Wang Yiqiu for the last time, and he also met, but no matter who it was, they didn't realize the will to die in her eyes, they just passively accepted her last words.

She had planned it long ago, and with a force that no one could refuse, she overturned the scheme that was originally led by Ming Lou.

She exits, begins with death, and leaves the rest to him.

So, even if he was gnashing his teeth, even if it was against his will, even if it was persecution, he would pull up that woman named Wang Manchun, let her live, let her come back to life.

"What did you say?"

Wang Manchun's eyes froze and his pupils dilated. After the terrifying silence, there was a frenzied distortion. The frenzied silence spread rapidly around the pupils.

She was sitting paralyzed on the ground, but in an instant she threw herself in front of the bars of the prison, as if she wanted to break through the shackles of the iron pillars.The corners of the eyes were cracked, blood-red blood vessels seemed to burst from the eyeballs, and the hatred and anger were gradually replaced by a deadly despair.

That terrifying aura is nothing more than thin ice, which can be shattered into powder when crushed lightly.

"You nonsense, nonsense! Who is dead, who is dead! Shut up, shut up!"

A hysterical shriek echoed in the empty cell.There was no one else in Wang Manchun's detention place except her, because very few people had the chance to be sent here, and most of them died in the interrogation room before entering here, and there was no need to come here at all.

It may be Wang Manchun who is talking about being trapped in a cocoon.

She lost Minglou, she lost herself, and then, when she thought she had nothing to lose, she lost Wang Yiqiu, the only sister who would never harm her and would always smile at her.

"It's Minglou, it's Minglou! Is it Minglou! No...it's Mingcheng, it's Mingcheng, it must be them, it must be them who killed her, it must be them. No! This is not true, you You are lying to me, you are with them, you are lying to me, where is Yiqiu? I want to see Yiqiu, where is Yiqiu, I want to see Yiqiu!"

Incoherent speech, panic, hatred, confusion, hope, intertwined and entangled, emerged alternately. Wang Manchun, who used to be noble and flamboyant, was like a lunatic. This madness was far more desperate than Minglou's deception. She cried blood loudly. struggle.

Yan Lu watched coldly, not knowing whether it was pleasure or pain in his heart.If it wasn't for her order, if it wasn't for her last words, perhaps, the moment he saw her dead body, he would have broken with Fujita Yoshimasa and died in the special high school.

He smiled, with a mocking smile: "No. 76, the former director of the intelligence department, Wang Manchun, detected the identity of the Central Command's spy in our side {Wang Yiqiu, who has meritorious service in protecting the chief executive of the special high school, and the official was reinstated. In addition, the original crime was verified. It was actually framed by Wang Yiqiu. Therefore, he was released without charge, and immediately went to the special high school to report on his work and report the details."

Every word, every sentence, made Wang Manchun calm down. Tears burst into tears, and she had already exposed blood between her fingers as she pawed the ground with her hands, but she didn't seem to know it, and she just reacted slowly.

Yan Lv seemed like an evil spirit, and he refused to let Wang Manchun, who was on the verge of death, throw a folder at Wang Manchun, showing a cold smile.

Wang Manchun stared blankly at the folder with blue lines on the ground, which looked familiar to her. It was Wang Yiqiu who asked her to sign it yesterday.A heavy and painful ominous enveloped her, and she refused to open her heart, but her nerves, which were close to numbness, passively accepted the strict law's instructions.

"Director Wang, you can open it and have a look."

His fingertips trembled, blood stained the blue file case red and wet the snow-white pages.

In the air, there was the crisp sound of flipping the pages of a book like a silver bell, as if it was the magic sound from hell, which made Wang Manchun's already numb heart squeeze out a burst of blood.

From suspicion to investigation, from investigation to evidence collection, those No. 76 agents who were eliminated because she wanted to eradicate dissidents all became team members who unfortunately died in the course of this mission. Those crimes that were originally hers were passed on to Wang Yiqiu one by one. body. □□Seamless, if she hadn't clearly known that she hadn't done such an investigation, I'm afraid she would have believed the authenticity of this document.

The handwriting is hers, the habit of the paperwork is hers, even the last page, the dazzling and broken signature, is hers.

She only took the last step, but she was the one who handed over the dagger that killed her own sister, there is no doubt about it.

The ugly signature because of Wang Yiqiu's obstruction seemed to be her entangled heart of "killing relatives with righteousness", and the crumpled document paper with watermarks seemed to be a confession written by her with tears in one stroke.

At that time, that day, what she said quickly echoed in her ears, and she tried hard to recall the tears on her younger sister's brows and eyes at that time, only to realize that it turned out that it was her choice that pushed her younger sister to the abyss of death.

"Sister—can't you turn back?"

Yes, I will turn back, as long as you come alive.

"If my sister agrees, she won't die and everything will be fine."

I promise you, so don't die for me, please, come alive.

"My sister has always loved me. Between the country and the family, do I have to make a choice?"

You don't have to choose, my sister promises you, just beg you, come back alive.

The corners of Wang Manchun's mouth kept trembling, and finally, his voice was hoarse: "Come back to life, my Yiqiu, sister, please, come back to life—"

In the past, it was like looking at flowers on a horse, her smile was so vivid at that time, but now it is so cold.

"Sister... You are my sister, that's great, Yiqiu is very happy, really."

Why, she didn't hear it, it was the last confession left by her sister.She was wrong, she knew she was wrong, so let her come back to life, neither love nor hate, all she wants is her younger sister, Wang Yiqiu.

When the hatred for Minglou was also extinguished in her eyes, Yan Lu knew that the familiar Wang Manchun was dead.Clenching his hands tightly, Yan Lv's eyes were dimmed with the assignment letter handed over to him by Xu Liangcheng.

Wang Manchun should have died, but if she died like this, her life would be for nothing.

Looking down at Wang Manchun lying in the prison like a corpse, Yan Lv's similar face gave Yan Lu the illusion that it was Wang Yiqiu who was there.

Closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, Yan Lu spoke with warmth: "Don't you want to avenge her?"

It took a long time for Wang Manchun's brain to react to what time it was. She stared blankly at Fang Liang, and Wang Yiqiu's smiling face kept flashing in her mind. It was as if he wanted to drown himself in the memory.

"Revenge?" Wang Manchun moved her lips, her voice was hoarse and distorted: "Yes, the one who should take revenge is that I killed her..."

"No! Not you."

"Not me? Who is that?"

Wang Manchun is like a puppet. After being destroyed, his will becomes weak, and he can only follow the pace of strict laws in a daze.Yan Lu squinted his eyes, looked at Wang Manchun lying on the ground, and couldn't help but think that if it was her, she would never be like this. She would always recover at a speed that no one else could achieve when he thought she was vulnerable.

She is always strong and never gives up.Even if she is dead, he must fulfill the persistence she entrusted to him. Even if, the person he will follow in the future will not be Wang Yiqiu, but Wang Manchun.

"It was Fujita Yoshimasa. He killed her. Not only that, but dozens of people present were the culprits. Her body is still in the special high school. Aren't you going to pick her up?"

Like a bean of light, it ignited the wilderness in Wang Manchun's heart.

The pain of the country and family is the most difficult thing Wang Yiqiu has struggled in her life. It must be a pity for her to be killed by Fujita.

"Your life was bought by her. If you die, she will be sad. You are not qualified to die."

That's right...she can't die yet, and she can't die until the people who killed her sister are destroyed one by one.

Yan Lu looked at Wang Manchun, whose eyes gradually became colorful, took a deep breath, finally opened the door of the cell, went inside, and squatted in front of Wang Manchun: "We are running out of time, you hurry up, the task plan I will meet with you on the way." you say."

Leaving behind a bag of clothes, Yan Lu got up and walked out.

When he came out, the moon and stars were sparse, and Yan Lu let out a sigh of relief, still unable to believe that the woman who seemed to know everything was dead.

But looking at the assignment letter she left behind in his hand, he had no choice but to believe that she took her life to start an action that would destabilize Shanghai's political situation.

Yan Lu laughed and cried: "You are really a terrible person, you are really too cruel, how could you leave like this without telling me anything..."

Arms slumped down, he closed his eyes, as if he could imagine her shrugging her shoulders when she wrote the mission plan, the tip of the pen rubbing the paper, and the name of the plan she read when she stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.

That was her dream, and also her last wish. The urgent entrustment full of love and reluctance was entrusted to him, asking him to abandon his identity as a "koi carp" and carry out the task with strict discipline. It was called "Rejuvenation".